Marmormaze - Bring It Lyrics

Big toe on the Glock
Tiptoe on the block
My mouth on the Bock
Your throat on my, whoa
Uptown with my folk
My block next to ma
Your girl texting moi'
I'm still next to mine
She ask why all my clothes Balenci'
I told her not to be a broke bih
We flying RyanAir Valenci'
Sunbathing with a pretty bih
We sipping vodka never-ending
And top the night off with some weed
Ya'll better bring the whole damn navy
If you wanna move our feet
We sipping vodka never-ending
And top the night off with some weed
Ya'll better bring the whole damn navy
If you wanna move our feet
I'm working
Till hurting
I'm fighting
Till bleeding
I'm starving
For eating
You eating
You starving
One hundred
Two hundred
Three hundred
Four hundred
How much I be spending
For snorting that candy
For feeling so dandy
For working till hurting
For fighting for bleeding
I'm seeing still blinded
My god, I need peace
Oh my god, weak in knees
I am dying before you
I'm lying, okay, I'm not
She ask why all my clothes Balenci'
I told her not to be a broke bih
We flying RyanAir Valenci'
Sunbathing with a pretty bih
We sipping vodka never-ending
And top the night off with some weed
Ya'll better bring the whole damn navy
If you wanna move our feet

Big toe on the Glock
Tiptoe on the block
My mouth on the Bock
Your throat on my, whoa
Uptown with my folk
My block next to ma
Your girl texting moi'
I'm still next to mine
She ask why all my clothes Balenci'
I told her not to be a broke bih
We flying RyanAir Valenci'
Sunbathing with a pretty bih
We sipping vodka never-ending
And top the night off with some weed
Ya'll better bring the whole damn navy
If you wanna move our feet
We sipping vodka never-ending
And top the night off with some weed
Ya'll better bring the whole damn navy
If you wanna move our feet
I'm working
Till hurting
I'm fighting
Till bleeding
I'm starving
For eating
You eating
You starving
One hundred
Two hundred
Three hundred
Four hundred
How much I be spending
For snorting that candy
For feeling so dandy
For working till hurting
For fighting for bleeding
I'm seeing still blinded
My god, I need peace
Oh my god, weak in knees
I am dying before you
I'm lying, okay, I'm not
She ask why all my clothes Balenci'
I told her not to be a broke bih
We flying RyanAir Valenci'
Sunbathing with a pretty bih
We sipping vodka never-ending
And top the night off with some weed
Ya'll better bring the whole damn navy
If you wanna move our feet